Ugly Love Novels & Stories

They pushed past the crowd and headed towards the bar. "So what would a lovely and a devil lady like?" James asked in a fake British accent. "Hahaha, fruit...." Fiona was interrupted. "Before having anything, we are going to groove on the dance floor." Being dragged Fiona to the dance floor. "I really hate her." James muttered. "There is a thin line between love and hate," Justin smirked. "Oh, please." "Then why is your fist clenched? It's not like Em is dancing with the guys who are gawking at her."

Angelina's POV - It's the season of winter and snowfall isn't a exception. I actually love snowfall but sometimes I also hate it, like now because I have to clear all the snow from the front door. This is the story of every winter where my parents never help me out, its just that they order me to clean it up.

I say sharing my disgust at him at the very moment. " This is not how you get someone to love you. You do not manipulate the person you love just to fucking get there attention, you cannot force me to love you,I have no control over my heart! The faster you understand that the better for you goddammit! " I say to him through gritted teeth.

Hahahaha. "Oh blakey baby! I'm hurt!" Usher said as he clutch his chest and pretend to be hurt. "Shut idiot! And juts eat! There still food in the fridge. Just heat it!" Blake said to him while laughing. "I know you love me baby blakey!" Usher said and he heat the food from the fridge. "So?" Usher raised his eyebrows on me looking expectantly. . "What?" I asked him. "Your night? Whose the not so unlucky girl last night?" He said as he scoop a spoonful of rice and munch it.

He talked about love and how much love can heal a broken mind and soul , stating that if you must love then you must forget all the pains in your heart. "The love you hated could be your perfect love. The love I hated saved me and has mended my heart for good", Harry said in his speech.

I thought he didn’t want to marry me, now his wish is about to be fulfilled why is he opposing it…. “Honey, we just don’t want you two to unite together without love… ” “Who said we’re not in love with each other?” He interupts his Mom. Huh? But I asked him yesterday and he said he doesn’t love me, what is he saying now? He pulls me up and wraps his arm around my waist and rests his chin on my head. “I am in love with ugly!” “Ugly?” Everyone exclaims. He chuckled nervously,“D-darling… I meant darling”

He frowned at it. annihilatorAK47 ×y'all shouldn't be so ignorant. Remember the waiter he'd kissed? Chelsea is so self absorbed that he'd looked past the fact that he'd literally harassed somebody at his workplace and had shamed him for having an 'unusual' face. Being beautiful is not just about having a pretty face and you Chelsea are the ugliest person I've ever seen. #chelseaugliestbitchintheworld Chelsea scoffed. What? He couldn't believe it. Who the hell did this person think they were?

The sweet and thoughtful Brianna had become cold and selfish. “I love you so much..” Lorenzo sobbed. My insides trembled upon hearing those words again. I felt like my ears tinged and my blood boiled as anger flared up in my system. “Stop lying!” I screamed and tried to push him again, using all my strength. “How the f**k can you say that, if all you have ever done in those two years were f**k different girls?! Do you even know the meaning of love?!” I gritted as I tried to get rid him off me.

Eden hissed, her face contorted into an ugly expression. I fell into silence before slowly replying, "I'm about to die soon. Why must you still come after me?" Eden replied, "Why can't you die sooner then? You're causing me to suffer so much every day!" I never thought her hatred for me had run so deep. Even now, as I was on the brink of death, she still had no intention of letting me go. I said, "You're so pitiful, Eden. Some things are just like quicksand—the harder you try to hold on, the faster they slip away. You'd rather get admitted into the mental asylum than give yourself a break?"

God, I feel like he took my soul during that sex and I hate this feeling. It's love. Pure, ugly, and so achingly devastating and beautiful in all it's glory. Love. And now, it's different. Like I was in highschool again, swooning over book characters, over cute seniors that are taller than me or even spares me a glance more than two times. I don't expect to suddenly recognise my feelings for Ezra harrington. But now, I can't lie to myself anymore. I love that bastard. Even though it's the kind of love that ruins.